It may not be as sophisticated as “rm -fr in the root directory” but I downloaded IE5 from Hotmail and got some lousy beta version.I may have used it for a month till I went to Microsoft directly.
Thank you sunbear, it’s nice to know I’ve excelled at one thing in my life! 
Mastery is not perfection but a journey, and the true master must be willing to try and fail and try again
All in my 16th summer…
turned down a scholarship to Rice.
got my toe impaled on a sewing machine needle.
tried to climb an 8ft fence in an evening gown. I got to the top with no problem.
OK, small Canadian town, circa 1978:
I go to the rival High School Halloween dance, dressed in a “borrowed” Royal Canadian Mounted Police uniform. Not the fancy red full dress, but the everyday working uniform (patrol coat, [empty] holster, pants, shoes–all issue). I have fairly short hair at the time, and look older than my 17 years. (The uniform was actually my father’s, at the time a sergeant in the RCMP, and it was ‘borrowed’ without his knowledge).
As if impersonating a Mountie isn’t dumb enough, I have several ‘beverages’, pick up my date for the evening (the little sister of NHL star Cam Neely), and we have a few puffs of wacky tabbaccy en route to the dance (well, it was the 70s), along country roads at fairly high speeds.
Looking back now at what might have gone wrong with any part of the scenario, and the consequences, I blench to think how dumb I was. Let’s see–federal offence of impersonating a police officer, driving under the influence, possession of dope, exceeding speed limit, risking being ‘taken into the boards’ by an NHL player…
Needless to say, I don’t do any of that stuff anymore!
“A friend will help you move house. A best friend will help you move a body.”–Alexi Sayle
In 1989 (I was 26), I quit my job and moved 400 miles away to go to school. I had little money, didn’t know anyone there, got an apartment that ended up being 25 miles from work (I didn’t have a job either), traded my 74 Bug for a piece-of-crap VW Bus. I lasted 10 weeks, lost 20 pounds, was almost killed twice getting home, had to live with my parents for almost 6 months, and was in debt for two solid years to pay my flight of fancy.
Other than that, I’ve been pretty good at making decisions.
Trumpy
I think the stupidest thing I ever did was me and three other friends decided to drive from Michigan to Florida, pretty much on a whim. I was only 15 at the time. My then boyfriend was the oldest person, and he was only 16. We drove a POS 1976 Ford Mustand with a bad transmission and bad brakes. Between the four of us, I think we had maybe $100 on us. We got all the way to Tampa before the car finally died. Once we got there, we realized that we (a) didn’t have a car anymore, (b) didn’t have any money left, and © didn’t know anybody in town at all. We spent a single night in the car (mind you, four people SLEPT in a car that wasn’t much bigger than a Yugo) before we decided that we had had enough. We ended up having to call our parents (who were understandably upset with us) to get some money wired to us so we could take the bus back to Michigan.
Of course, there was also that time that we got pulled over by the Border Guards while trying to cross the Ambassador Bridge into Canada, but that’s another story entirely.
Shadowfox
Most recent stupid thing:Printed the answers to the “Infinite Monkeys” topic.
As a “young, dumb, and full of come” trooper many years ago in a galaxy far, far away, a few of us decided it would be a cool idea to pull the blank adaptors off our M16 rifles and insert a fully assembled cleaning rod down the tube, chamber a blank round and fire it just to see what would happen. All of us agreed that the rod would shoot out at blinding speed until stopped by a fixed object. Stupidly, we decided that it must be demonstrated visually and not theoretically. Even more stupidly, I volunteered in front of this august body of enlightened soldiers the use of my M16 and my trigger finger. The result was that my fully assembled rifle cleaning rod was impaled about 35 feet up a pine tree. This amused my comrades and no doubt raised my cool points amongst my little group. This did not endear me to my training sergeant, whom I stupidly forgot for a few seconds had ruled my life and thoughts up to that time. It is very hard to explain to a mad sergeant how a cleaning rod was embedded 35 feet above me through natural causes. I was not a happy camper until I graduated that course.
“…send lawyers, guns, and money…”
Warren ZevonI volunteered to take the point several times.
Ranger Jeff
The Idol of American Youth
Always drink* upstream * from the herd.
This one was risky, nearly stupid.
We were stuck in Wisconsin with a burned out radiator fan. Drove back with two kids, no air conditioning, a day’s drive on the interstate. Then getting near our house, the traffic wasn’t moving. Just in our drive-way the radiator boiled over a tiny bit and gurgled quite a while. I still drove it to the garage that night.
Yes, you CAN drive without that fan, at highway speed.
Ah…I remember my first espresso…took it back and indignantly demanded more coffee.
There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline. -Montaigne
Does posting a response on the “Oral Sex Techniques” thread count?
yes.
[[Does posting a response on the “Oral Sex Techniques” thread count?]]
Not as much as being the originator of the “Oral Sex Techniques” thread, Suzeanne.
“Me fail English? That’s unpossible!”
“English? Who needs that? I’m never going to England.”
Come on folks! Someone must have done something that was dumber than what I did!
I am more than a little embarrased! I new it was dumb, but surely someone can top it?
Please?
Huh?
Please?
Honestly, I don’t think that’s possible.
You don’t think sliding down with poop on my shorts isn’t as embarrasing? Well, I guess I’ll give another embarrasing story then…
Ok, this was in high school. One day I came to the group of friends I hang out with. They always like to dare me to so stupid things, which I always say no to. So on this one day, while I was eating some Cheetos, one of them said “I dare you to eat that bird poop on the bench”, pointing it out over there. I look at my fingers, which were covered in orange Cheetos cheese, and, I don’t know why but, I scraped up the poop on my orange fingers and licked it all up right in the public. All I tasted was the Cheetos salt so no harm done to me, or so I thought.
No one left me alone for a year after that incident, always asking if I’ll ever do it again. One time, when I asked for food from someone, they said, “There’s some bird poop over there, why don’t you eat that instead?”
How about that, ryan?
10 years ago… I’m 10 years old, playing in my friend’s backyard. My friend is inside so I’m alone on the swingset. I see that a chunk of wood has fallen off the garage. I grab it and start swinging it around like a sword, and hop on the swingset. While swinging both myself and the “sword”, my foot catches the ground, and I fall off. No harm done, I thought. It didn’t even hurt. That’s when I look down and notice a HUGE gouge in my leg. Seriously, I could see every tissue in my leg at that point. It could have been worse though. The end of the wood that didn’t gouge me had a rusty nail in it, and if I had been hit just 3 inches to the right, my ability to father children would have been seriously at risk.
Yeah, I was young, but even for a kid, that’s pretty damn dumb.
When I was 10 years old, I was rollerskating backwards in Lynette Haubrich’s garage when I tripped over the lawnmower and broke my tailbone.
One of the stupidest things I’ve ever done was overdose on my medication because I was mad at my mother. It wasn’t ebough to kill me, or even to go to the hospital, but that next morning I found it almost impossible to wake up and go to school. The whole day I was extremely twitchy and I acted violently towards anyone that talked to me.
~Ruby Sunbeam~
Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable.